What is the most beautiful ancient Chinese poem in your heart?

Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Order", "I returned to the boat at night, strayed into the depths of the lotus flowers, fought for the crossing, and startled a shoal of gulls and herons." "I especially liked the mood here, cosy and fun. I longed for the opportunity to be part of this little world.

The evening sunset, sprinkled a golden light on the water, a small boat, carrying singing and dancing, carrying laughter, carrying the harvest of the day, leisurely forward. Linger in the depths of the lotus flowers, laugh loudly at a flock of gulls and herons that suddenly take flight.

Guan Ju of the Book of Poetry, I think she depicts the hazy feeling that love has just sprouted! The feelings are very pure and real.

China's ten most beautiful poems: "Guan Ju", "Xizhou Song", "Jin Se", "Mountain House Autumn Dusk", "Jiangnan", "Jiang Xue", "Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road", "Qingyu Case Yuan Xi", "Huanxi Sha Song New Words and a Cup of Wine".

"Guan Ju" Guan Guan Ju dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

Xizhou Song" recalls the plum under Xizhou, and folds the plum to the north of the river. The single shirt is apricot red, and the double sideburns are young color.

Where is Xizhou? Two-oars bridgehead crossing. The twilight of the shrike flies, and the wind blows the black mortar tree.

Under the tree is in front of the door, and the door is dewed. If you don't open the door, you will go out to pick red lotus.

Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus over the head. Bow your head and get lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as clear as water.

In the sleeve of the lotus, the lotus heart is completely red. Yi Lang Lang did not come, looking up at Feihong.

Hongfei is full of Xizhou, and Wanglang goes to the green building. The height of the building is not visible, and the railing head is all day.

The railing is twelve curved, and the hanging hand is as bright as jade. The roller shutter sky is high, and the sea water is green.

The sea dream is long, and I am also worried. The south wind knows what I want, and blows dreams to Xizhou.

"Jin Se" Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking, which can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.

After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

Jiangnan" lotus flowers can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are sweet in He Tian.

Fish play lotus leaf east, fish play lotus leaf west, fish play lotus leaf south, fish play lotus leaf north.

Jiang Xue" Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

Qingyu Case Yuan Xi".

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moth snow willow **wisps, the laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

Huanxi Sha, a new song, a glass of wine".

A new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion.

When the sun sets, the flowers fall helplessly.

Déjà vu Yan returned, and the small garden incense trail wandered alone.

Tianjingsha Qiusi".

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, the sun is setting, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world.

Butterflies love flowers.

The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away. Mingyue does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates Zhu Hu.

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send color notes and rulers, you know where the mountains and rivers are!

The most beautiful verses are as follows:

1. Take a closer look at the branches, and the heart is like a bundle. - Su Shi, "He Bridegroom, Summer Scene".

Translation: Take a closer look at this rich pomegranate, the petals are just like a beautiful woman's heart is tightly bound.

2. After the makeup, ask the husband in a low voice, and the thrush is not deep or shallow. ——Zhu Qingyu, "Recent Examination of Zhang's Water Department".

Translation: After dressing up, I asked my husband softly, can I draw my eyebrows in a shade that is fashionable?

3. The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying. ——Yan Jidao "Linjiang Immortal Two Songs: Part II".

Translation: People are quiet and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows are flying in the breeze and drizzle.

4. Affectionate only has the spring court month, which is still a flower falling from people. ——Zhang Mi, "Sensitive".

Translation: Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it is also for the people to leave the courtyard and fall flowers.

5, the wild goose is in the cloud, the fish is in the water, and it is difficult to send this feeling. ——Yan Shu "Qing Pingle Two Songs: Part II".

Translation: The wild geese are flying high in the clouds, and the fish are swimming in the water, making it difficult for me to convey my melancholy affection.

The most beautiful ancient Chinese poems are as follows:

1, "Nanxiangzi Drizzle Wet Streamer" - Feng Yanji.

The drizzle is wet, and the grass grows with hatred every year. The smoke lock Fenglou is infinite and boundless. Luan mirror and mandarin duck two broken intestines. The soul dream is melodious, and he sleeps on the Yang Huaman embroidery bed. Bo is not half-hidden, the sun is slanting. Bear you a few lines of tears.

2, "Butterfly Love Flowers, 100-foot Zhu Lou Lin Avenue" - Wang Guowei.

The hundred-foot Zhu Lou is on the avenue. There is light thunder outside the building, and it is always dark and dawning. Leaning on the Gangan man alone. There are many pedestrians in the leisure, and the pedestrians are small. A car of dust grew trees. Mo went upstairs, and they all grew old in the dust. The west wind blew and the rain came in the thin evening. The Ming Dynasty was again wounded.

3, "Partridge Day, Evening Jackdaws are Sad" - Song Xin abandons illness.

The jackdaws were sad in the evening. The willow pond is new and green but gentle. If there is no hatred in the eyes of the church, you don't believe that there is a white head in the world. The intestines are broken, and the tears are hard to collect. Acacia returned to the Little Red Mansion. Affection has been cut off by the mountain, and it is not free to rely on the trunk.

4, "Eighty-six Sons, Yiwei Pavilion" - Song Qin Guan.

Leaning on the Danger Pavilion. Hate is like grass, and the buds are alive. After reading the green skull outside the willow, the red coat by the waterside was divided, and he was secretly shocked.

Unprovoked Heaven and Grace. The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. How can I be reminded, the joy gradually follows the flowing water, the sound of the strings is broken, the emerald fragrance is reduced, and the pieces of flying flowers are late, and the rain is cloudy.

Positive pinning. The oriole cried a few more times.

5, "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Half a Year Old Sound Book" - Tang Weizhuang.

Don't come to the half-year-old sound book, an inch out of the intestines and tens of thousands of knots. It's hard to see, it's easy to say goodbye, and it's like snow. Dark lovesickness, nowhere to say, melancholy night to smoke and moon. Thinking about this time, tears stained red sleeves.

Here are some examples of the most beautiful ancient poems in China:

Jin Se" Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

"Ascending" Tang Dynasty, Du Fu.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell" Tang Dynasty, Li Bai.

Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the smoke and waves. The more people talk about the sky, the clouds may be visible. The heavenly grandmother is horizontal, and the five mountains cover the red city. The rooftop is 18,000 zhang, and it wants to fall southeast.

"Su Curtain Cover" Song, Fan Zhongyan.

The blue clouds, the yellow leaves, the autumn colors are waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun. The soul of the dark country, chasing travel thoughts, night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep. The bright moon is a high-rise building, and the wine is sad, turning into lovesick rain.